"I don't like the looks of this. People aren't supposed to be affected by the Evilswarm virus yet here we have one person who looks like he's about to die and another who's having a siezure and can barely breathe. If you don't mind I'm going to go see what I can find out about this from the Gishkis. They would be the most likely to know about anything like this happening before." Freed said

"Good luck. See what you can do and tell me when you get back." Sigmund replied

Freed nodded before fading back into the spiri realm.

Sigmund turned to Caramon and held out a metal flask "Here take this. It should help somewhat." Before leaving he had picked up some pure water from a holy spring in his homeland.

Yikhezkel stood, hands crossed, as Gae Bolg struck him. Yikhezkel's LP: 6000—>4000He did not mind the strike, and, in fact, looked more concerned than anything. "Go on..." he told Regulus, "but only if you feel you can. I will agree to a draw, or a rematch, if it's too much."

It’s nothing to concern yourself with, just a virus that affects weaklings and stragglers, corrupting them to the will of……..something. That’s why you found his duel spirit familiar, it’s a corrupted version of Gungnir, Dragon of the Ice Barrier

Is there anything we can do?

Apart from sit back and enjoy the show…. No, as far as I’m concerned your classmates are doomed, such a pity

"Just a friend of mine. I have a radio in my ear to contact them. It was delivered yesterday." Sigmund replied to Daniel. It was complete and utter bull and he knew it but what was the likelyhood of him asking to see it? The whole duel spirit thing tended to creep people out anyway.

"That's uh... that's... that's great, Sigmund..." Daniel replied nervously. This whole school is -for lack of a better term- whack. He turned his attention back to the duel, trying to blank out all thoughts of dropping out.

Jacques had been frozen for a moment as he saw a dark aura around Regulus and heard Caramon's piercing cry. Something was wrong and he wasn't sure if he could do anything. Bad bad bad badbadbadbad... Jacques shook his head and got straight to helping clean up Caramon's deck, when a voice he knew as his own began to speak to him. He wished he could talk to someone for guidance.

Caramon opened his eyes, the pain in his head having receded somewhat. It was still there, still noticeable, but he was able to ignore it for the most part. He helped pick up the rest of his cards, grinning gratefully at those who had helped him, which appeared to be everyone around him. Points for the good side of human nature, then.

"Thanks for helping me. I...I don't really know why I got this headache so suddenly, but thank you for your concern. I think I'll be alright now."

Sigmund gave him a withering look "You just had what can only be described as a seizure. I think most people around you are going to be worried." He held out the metal flast again and said seriously "Drink something."

"Yah, yah, you're right. I should be taking this seriously. Blame this guy I once knew, he'd make light of anything, from stubbing one's toe to getting stuck on the wrong side of a cave-in." He took a mouthful of the water, and swallowed, before looking at the bottle curiously.

"That was surprisingly helpful. Tingled a tad too." He handed it back to Sigmund. "Where did you get this?"

Marcus was growing increasingly more concerned with the situation. He had been about to rush over to help Caramon but Gol'Gar had held him back.

What do you REALLY intend to do? he had asked Run over there and ask "Are you okay?"

Though reluctant, Marcus had been forced to concede the point, but they still needed to figure out what to do.

Gol'Gar he asked Do you have any idea what's going on?

Not really, I never studied medicine much, seems like some kind of illness. But I dont know what. Still, I've been monitoring communications amongst the other Spirits. It seems that there's a Jurrac monster bonded to that Italian boy who has more information.'''

Then he'll be our next target

Gol'Gar frowned inwardly.

He's a combative individual, the best way to interrogate him would be to challenge his partner to a duel.

Well the tables are all locked down at the moment, we'll have to wait until after the tournament. In the meantime, keep me posted. Marcus said as he continued to stare at the group. There was something else bugging him, something about that Italian boy seemed... familiar.

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Michael: What the Hell is going on out there!? Stan! Do you think we should call off the match?

Noticing the boy a few rows ahead of them staring at them Sigmund raised his voice as he remembered his name from before and yeled as bluntly as possible "YO KYLEMAN! If ya wanna come over feel free too!" He reverted to his normal self "I would be happy for more company and it doesn't do well for one to isolate themselves all the time. That will lead to despair and emptyness." He tuned to Denero "That goes for you to Denero, I want us all to get on if possible. Call me a wide eyed pup if you want but we will be living together for the next few years so we should at least make a effort to get along."

Sigmund chuckled "I thought it might. I guess legends has some truth to them sometimes don't they?"

Speaking from the duel spirit realm itself to Meteor so that Denero wouldn't be aware of this exchange Freed said to Meteor "Hello again. I'm not here to wind ou up I want to talk seriously. I want our partners to work together and for them to work with the others up there. If the evilswarm virus is effecting humans we should take care to form bonds now rather than later." Freed used all his experience accumulated in years as a General and said "And if he hunts with a pack then all the more successful the hunt will be, shall it not? Look at the wolf." He grinned "And the hunter can always hunt the pack itself if it wants to." He became serious '''"And I don't know what's going on but whatever reason you have to be cautious of Klyeman I'm certain he won't realize about it."

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